Fooooooore

I got hit by a golf ball on the links today.

It was just a bad situation. There was a huge hill blocking my view of someone teeing off at the adjacent hole, hole 2. We were on hole 9. Anyways, all of the sudden this golf ball comes whizzing at me and grazed my left arm. Well, a little more than grazed, but it didn't slam straight into my left arm. "I was winged!"

The dude said "Didn't you hear me yell 'fore'?" I said "NO. The wind must've carried that away from us." And indeed, the wind was to our backs while this dude was down wind. Besides, the distance was actually a little too short anyway for much reaction time. He only hit about a 25-30 yard shot.

I saw him shaking his head as he headed back to his golf bag... and at first I was a little indignant. He's angry at us because we didn't/couldn't hear him yell "fore"? But I decided to give a benefit of doubt and think instead "He's just shaking his head because he can't believe he hit somebody."

I'm really glad it didn't hit me on the head or face. I looked up and did see it comingrightforus and I managed to duck just a little bit to the right, out of the line of fire.
Hmmmmmm... you know... come to think of it, hubby didn't put himself in front of the ball to take it for me. (lol)

My putting today was all about "awww, so close." As in maybe if I had hit it a little softer it probably would've rolled in as it went by the edge of the cup.

First day of school

Yep. Tomorrow is the first day of school for me. *sob* I'm so sick of homework. But I'll live. Maybe.

My parents got me a great new bag for an early birthday present. It's black with hot pink and it's on wheels. I already have a navy blue roller bag, but this one can store a laptop! :-D Tee hee!! It's very cute. I think my mom said they had black with light blue... wonder why they didn't pick that one, I'm not necessarily a hot pink gal. If I'm forced to pick... lavender would be my favorite color, followed by green and then navy blue.

Well anyways. I look forward to using the bag, though I know I'm not "hip" when I do. I know kids these days like to have backpacks if anything. But I don't care. Much. I like my roller bags. I just hope I'll have places to put it when I'm in my new college's classrooms.

I also have to leave 20 minutes earlier than I should because I have to catch a shuttle to the school. LAME. So for a 10:50 am class... I have to leave at 10:00 to catch a 10:25 am shuttle.

Wish me luck! :-) I'm pretty nervous and frightened about my new day at a new college tomorrow.

I'm a Preppy!

First I'd like to add something to my earlier entry about doctors appointments being "lost". I just wanted to add, while this receptionist wasn't a total b**** about it... she never did say "I'm sorry." They never do. It's never, ever their fault. It's always the "stupid" patients fault for actually believing they have an appointment at that time. I just hate that attitude that receptionist's give when appointments are lost or screwed up... like we're the idiots and screw-ups.

Kinda like that episode of Seinfeld when he was at the dry cleaners and ultimately all he wanted for them to do was admit that they shrunk his shirt. He just wanted the admission that "Yes, we are responsible, we screwed up, we shrunk your shirt."

Sheesh.

Anywell, the other still thing I wanted to blog about was a little giggle I had at Hobby Lobby today. Two girls were carousing in the sticker aisle and one of them said "Honor Roll? I sure wish I could be on the honor roll." The other said "Yeah, but that's only for preppies."

I had a little inward chuckle and smile about that, because I have been on the honor roll for my college career so far. I'm proud of that because I didn't do so well in high school. So anyways, it amused me. (I can be easily amused.) ((as if that weren't obvious.))

a-g-g-r-a-v-a-t-i-o-n

So this past Thursday we had to hit two doctor's appointments. One at 10:50 and one at 12:30. Worked out pretty well and they really weren't too far from each other. The first one went fine.

Then we went to the second one, the neurologist. And as I half expected, they "lost" our appointment. I sure wish I hadn't left the card on my night table with the receptionist's handwriting on there for the exact date and time. There is only one receptionist, she's there all the time and she is indeed the one who wrote the appointment on the card.

She went through this whole song and dance "Noooo, I don't see you on the appointments. Lemme see if you were on the list I had to call to cancel... Nooooo, I don't see you on that list either."

I hate that. What is up with that? Appointments just disappearing into thin air? Ok, so computers can have their glitches, but when you can't get another appointment for 2 months... it's quite annoying. Our next appointment is in August.

We were there when they lost another appointment time for another couple... Back in December we were in the small waiting room with these two people. Then we saw them again in March, only the receptionist had "lost" their appointment. The lady was highly aggravated, and rightly so. She was kicking up a huge fuss while her hubby was trying to calm her down.

So now it was our turn to just vanish into thin air. I guess we'll just have to call a week or two in advance and make sure we're still on the books. I dunno. I know things happen, I really do. It was just frustrating when the receptionist wrote down the appointment time and then when we show up she's completely baffled at why we were there.
And... we have to wait two more months now to see Ryan's neurologist.

We're not in Kansas

Well, oooookay. So I changed my layout again. ;-) It has been hard holding back since I found all those free layouts that look so nice. (although I hate that bar at the top, why that color darnit?)

Anywho... I did change because I decided I wanted a lighter design for now, what with summer coming up and all. I love the beach, actually I love all things water related. I might end up rotating through all their beach layouts they have throughout the summer. ;-)

As you were.

anti-comma

I, hate, commas, with, a, passion.

I'm always, always, sticking too many commas in my writing. Be it here or even in term papers. I don't know what it is about me. I need to go to Comma Reform School. Or Comma-holics Anonymous.

I also need to very quickly break my habit of staying up until 0300 and sleeping in until noon. I will have to do that today. School starts next week. *groan* In July I'll have to start waking up in time for an 0800 class.

I'm still a little annoyed with my fall schedule though. I have 3 classes that I'll be attending for sure. I'm waitlisted on 2 other classes. I need to choose one of those to drop and pick up another class that I can definitely get into. Confused? Well, see, I am officially signed up for 9 credit hours. I need to be signed up for at least 12 and that doesn't include waitlisted courses for my financial aid.

I cannot sign up for any more classes because with the waitlist credit hours I'm up to 16. And you can't go over 18. So I need to drop a waitlist class and get myself into a class that I can use and can attend for sure, no waiting.

So this was a really looong, dry way to tell you that I'm in a pickle and I don't know what to do. Not to mention, I did a search online for other classes I could possibly pick up and there isn't one that I'm interested in or can use. This is so frustrating.

It's also frustrating... did I tell you this? That we can only register online at certain times on certain days. My time was late afternoon about 1 week after registration opened. That's so unfair. That's why I'm waitlisted in two classes because they filled up before I even had a chance to register. >:-(

I just had a vegetarian panini and I added some cayenne and chili powder to it. Now I think I have a little bit of those spices in my eye somehow.

PS

I would like to point out that my typing "blooger" is not technically a typo... I did that on purpose. That's what I call Blogger for fun.
I'm living it up, all giggity style, huh? Awl right.

So many choices

As you can see, I discovered a site where I can get free blooger layouts. This is very exciting. I loooove changing my layouts and now I have a million point sixty-four different choices. Watch out now.

I've been re-reading a few of my old posts, wow, there are a few typos in there. I probably shouldn't call them out, but I guess I just did. The perfectionist in me can be overwhelming and really, I have chilled out a little bit with my blogging perfectionism. I need to save it for the term papers. So y'all will have to forgive me, m'kay?

I got my degree in the mail today and... to say it was disappointing is an understatement. My honor society certificate is better quality and larger than this. It's pretty sad. It's very underwhelming. My Bachelors degree should be much better... I hope.

I really haven't accomplished much over this break. We haven't even done anything fun. But oh well. When I go back to school, we'll still have some time to do something fun.

Hmmmm. Well, I guess that's all I have to say for myself at the moment. Stellar.

Welcome juin

First day of June, huh? Boy oh boy. I can't believe how fast time goes.

So this month means a few things for me. First, my birthday is on the 16th. And I was born at 11:16 am, kinda cool huh? (of course, 0616 would've been really neat.)

But it means the start of school once again. *sigh* I'm kinda sick of homework, ya know? And I have two years staring me in the face. 6 more semesters. But I'll get through it. I start on the 9th. And I will have class on the 16th, of course, drat.

First time at my new college. This will be interesting. I'm a little skeerd.